Sitting, silent.
The buzz and whir of your new reality
The neverending parade, smiley glad hands
Watch and witness the decay
It won't be long now
Your family
The ones who love you
Forks and knives at the ready
Our daily bread
This festive day
Let us celebrate

Sitting, silent.
The buzz and whir, your only friends now
The parade, white coats
It won't be long now
At least you have your family
The ones in the shadows
Forks and knives sharpened
Waiting silently
For the day